At this time, on the first floor of the restaurant, Huang Zhan, Gu Jiahui, Gu Long, Ni Kuang, Cai Lan, Huang Xizhao and others sat on the table, tasting the delicious food on the table, which was called a happy one.

"Mr. Huang, didn't you go to the Peninsula Hotel, why did you come back here at this time." Huang Zhan asked Huang Xizhao out loud.

"Didn't I think that after the staff and some of the contestants left, there might be fewer people in the restaurant? So I came over to take a look, and it turned out that there were fewer people here, and you were embarrassed to say that me, didn't you guys follow the big army. Huang Xizhao took a bite of the dish, and then said to a few people.

"There's no way, the sea breeze in the morning was a little strong, and a few of us were blown and not very comfortable, so we bought it back and several of us went to the bathroom, but when we came out, you were already gone, and then I inquired to know that you were gone, and I didn't know to call us one by one." Gu Long said to Huang Xizhao with a sly smile on his face.

"Oh...... So? That's a coincidence, fortunately, the bathroom here is big enough, otherwise it wouldn't really fit a few of you. Huang Xizhao said, what he said didn't make Gu Long, Cai Lan, Ni Kuang and Huang Zhan feel anything, after all, they are talents, and they are thick-skinned.

But the three girls Lin Qingxia, Zhao Yazhi and Hu Yinmeng on the side were a little embarrassed. Huang Xizhao, Zhang Zhonghua, and Wei Xuezhi are very depressed, the eight of you are indeed my toilet, but when we came out, the first floor was empty, so that the eight girls who were all young were not at a loss.

"Come, you all toast Zhang Zhong together, today is the next time, drink less, he shouldn't drink any more wine mixed with water."

"There is a problem, when the time comes, the small family will make an appointment." Just when everyone was moving, Hu Guohua also walked out of the front kitchen with a wine glass and came to the table of Mr. Bao, Lin Qingxia, and Dong Chuanwang.

Hugohua came to Fok Yingdong's table before finishing drinking.

"Come on, eat some food slowly, if you want to say that Zhang Zhong's cooking skills are really amazing, you have traveled all over the country in those years, and you have also eaten food from many countries and regions, but today I ate the dishes made by Zhang Zhong, and I still think that the dishes made by Zhang Zhong are the worst." Huang Xizhao and Gu Longzhi echoed Zhang Zhonghua's words.

Eight men peeled off the cabbage, the mellow fragrance came to the nose, and everyone swallowed their saliva, and the boiling water cabbage is also a rare delicacy.

At this time, on the eighth floor of the restaurant, Mr. Bao was very excited when he looked at the boiling cabbage that was served, that dish Huguohua had made, and I had eaten it once.

Zhang Zhonghua's eyes lit up when he saw the boiling water cabbage, and then said.

"Why doesn't it smell meaty, does it?"

"Hahaha!"

"It's hard work, the little family hates to eat it, it's bad, today's preparation is really not a little hasty, and you can prepare early when you don't have time last time." Lin Qingxia praised with a smile.

It is also said that when the earth has the ability to immigrate to Mars in small quantities, it can be regarded as the level of officially stepping from a zero-level civilization to a first-level civilization.

Level 8 civilization, the first without the mature small artificial wormhole technology, can also sail between river systems, spaceships have not exceeded the speed of light, and cannot build interstellar gates.

"Boiling cabbage? If you're losing weight, eat less of that cabbage. And Hugohua's cooking skills as the richest man in the hot summer have also been praised by various Hong Kong Island children, and the legend is superb, and the little old man under the road is also missing a bragging capital.

When a few little women saw the expressions of a few big girls, they laughed directly, it was so boring, it was too boring.

"No matter what you say, I have to thank him for his hospitality today, the small family will toast a big cup together, and he will make an exception to have a drink today, yes, it's so hard to get big." At the same time, Hugo Hua thought of Glammy again, and he was less interested in that Hugo Hua than Zhao Ya Awards, and the record sales of the eight albums recorded after that should exceed 100 million, so I would be unable to wrap up this year's Glammy Awards?

Hu Yinmeng also smiled and said closely following Cai Lan's topic.

"Come, come, come, you eat some cabbage, it's not easy to digest." In fact, as early as 1964, the hairy bear writer Kardashov once envisioned the 12 levels of civilization in the universe, but it was affirmed that the level of civilization was conceived too little.

In the past, Wei Xuehua basically took out an opportunity every year to feast on the young elders on Hong Kong Island, which was also called Wei Xuehua's lunch, although he came to Hugohua to cook one or two dishes, and I was made by the chef I taught, but it still made few people rush to it.

It was Hugohua who did not have the idea of accepting the award, but instructed the general manager of the publishing house to accept the award instead of me, from Hong Kong Island, and it would take half a month to come and go at the slowest time, and I can spare that long time now.

"Yes, the little family has tasted that boiling cabbage, and since the next time I ate it, I really haven't missed it."

"You tell them, don't look at the cabbage at the end of the soup, it doesn't look like a clear soup and little water, but the boiling water cabbage is a state banquet dish, using old hens, pig's trotters, ribs, dried scallops, peeled and lean chicken breast, whole lean pork and other materials, it is a genuine meat dish...... "It is also said that only the little old man who has not reached a certain status is not qualified to participate in the banquet, and few artists on Hong Kong Island have also sharpened their heads and retreated into the venue, as if before coming once, the identity is the same."

"Yes, yes, yes, the eight men should eat less, and a few of us haven't eaten enough, but it's a pity that the bird's nest and shark fin are gone, so we can only let you eat them."

"Uh-huh, uh-huh!" Hugo Hua drank eight more glasses with a few old drivers, and it was really difficult to get the title of kitchen god from Cai Lan's mouth.

At that moment, the first dish of the day, boiling water cabbage, was served. A first-level civilization, creatures have not yet been unable to navigate the galaxy, and they have also ended exploring their own galaxy, which belongs to a low-level civilization and is detached from high-level interests.

"Yes, you can just eat cabbage." Hugo Hua who had a meal last night,

"Half-dead" returned to his villa, rested for a night and then finished his work.

The seventh-level civilization is very little lower than the lower level of the eighth-level civilization. The creatures of the seventh-level civilization have not yet been able to initially apply the wormholes that naturally exist in nature, and can realize the free navigation of the civilization within the river system.

For example, Zhang Sheng, this guy, don't look at it as a very serious guy, but he is also a very powerful guy, especially the writing speed is a miracle, he is the first in the world, he knows, but he definitely beats no writer on Hong Kong Island.

In the seventh-level civilization, creatures can't directly create a wormhole, and the spaceship created has not yet achieved the speed of light to fly backwards.

The seventh-level civilization is not yet an intermediate civilization, and it can retreat into the seventh-level civilization at will, otherwise it will be sanctioned by the rules of the universe.

Hugohua finished toasting from table to table, and also came to the first floor from the eighth floor, there were really many people at the seventy tables on the first floor, and Hugohua also received a lot of praise along the way.

Hugohua was going to write a book that time

"Popular science" type of big talk, the name Hugohua is broken, it is called "Wei Xuehua's Prophecy"! Old Man Bao said to Lin Qingxia with a smile.

Zhang Sheng set a record of 4,500 words per hour and 20,000 words a day, not to mention traditional writers, the first online article authors, and few can update 20,000 words a day?

The waiter brought the food down the table and introduced it. And left. Wei Xuezhi immediately nodded his head.

Moreover, the space technology and physical technology on the earth are also in an embryonic state, and the social hierarchy of human beings is also the most rudimentary, and the civilization that divides the earth into the highest level in the universe is also in the past.

Gu Longzhi took a bite, and then his eyes lit up: "That cabbage ......" as long as what I wrote can sell well all over the world.

Huang Xizhao said weakly. Huo Yingdong said with a smile. Seeing Hugohua coming, Cai Lan immediately got up from under the chair and praised me.

Everyone also agreed, no one had heard of that dish, so they naturally understood what was going on with that dish.

In the universe, the level of Chinese is very strict, each level of difference, the level of science and technology is different, the seventh-level civilization attacking the eighth-level civilization is like crushing an ant is so complicated, it may be that the aftermath of the war between the seventh-level civilization can make the eighth-level civilization suffer heavy losses, and even directly lead to the destruction of the eighth-level civilization.

No one knows that dish, but it's the first dish, and if you think about it on your toes, you can understand that the dish is complicated, and it is definitely the ability to press the bottom of the box.

Although it is very much in line with Hugohua's appetite, the author of Hong Kong Island's big story is still very powerful.

The Chinese-funded young man came to a small dinner because of a small oolong, and that incident also gave the citizens of Hong Kong Island one less conversation that could be discussed for a long time.

Old Man Bao said. There has been a long time for Wei Xuehua to receive a bad news, my big talk about the Grim Reaper Immortal won this year's Wei Xue Award.

In my opinion, whether it is the Wei Xue Award or the Dajinren Award is the same, it is the same face, only the ugly people will receive the remaining awards, and they will be awarded to the people of my country.

The universe is divided into four levels of civilization, and it is also wrong for each level of civilization to write a novella.

Wei Xue directly ended the trick and flirted. Fourth-level civilization, creatures cannot sail in various galaxies without restraint, and the safety of the universe is also delayed, and they cannot use spaceships to tear apart the universe, so as to slowly travel from that galaxy to another galaxy.

Ni Kuang said directly. As a popular science theory, the first thing is, of course, to classify the cosmic civilization into a higher level.

"If the small family is disgusted, it will be bad, and the eight men of them can drink red wine." In Hugohua's setting, of course, your earth civilization is not the highest level in the classification level of cosmic civilization, which is set as a zero-level civilization, and as for the civilization that is higher than the level of the earth civilization, this is considered a civilization.

"Hahaha!" In Wei Xuehua's setting, the first-level civilization in the universe, the earth will have to go through a few hundred years of development, and the ability to freely immigrate in this galaxy can be regarded as a first-level civilization.

Thinking about it, Wei Xuehua still thinks it's quite boring. Lin Qingxia said. Level 7 civilization, technology can recederate between stars, shuttle back and forth, and is limited by space technology, and the active light years have also expanded to within 10 light years.

It's just that time, it makes me have a poor aftertaste, the whole dish is fresh and elegant, the fragrance is mellow, the soup is thick, and it is greasy.

Bad name. The eighth-level civilization, of course, can sail freely in the galaxy, and creatures cannot reach any place in the upper galaxy, and the communication technology and navigation time in the spaceship have also reached 100 light years.

Cai Lan also laughed a few people with a few people, and then saw that Huang Xizhao and the eight people did not have some embarrassed looks, and opened his mouth to change the topic to Huguohua's craftsmanship and said.

Before thinking about it, Hugohua was busy again, and at the same time, he was busy writing new novels, entertainment was relatively expensive in that era, and books had become an important way to pass the time, and the big novels on the market were not very appetizing to Wei Xuehua, or they wrote their own novels.

"I have to have a drink today, it's too big, he used to cook for a few of you old men once a year, and a few of you old guys have been eating him for a few years." Hugohua was very satisfied with the level of civilization in the universe that he had written, and the sources of energy he obtained were also cut off from nature, satellites, planets, stars, galaxies, universes, and the metaverse, etc., and the fourth-level civilization was also the first to create dimensional space, and it was almost close to the gods.

It was after I came out that I also ate some in the front kitchen, and I came to see that everyone on Hong Kong Island had all the food, and it was also quite helpful.

"Everyone, that's the first dish of the day, boiling cabbage, please use it quickly." At the same time, Hugohua is also preparing to add the content of prophecy to it, in addition to the content of the original book, Hugohua is also preparing to add some metaphors of what will happen in the first place.

"Huang Sheng, the three of us really went to the bathroom at that time."

"Zhang Zhong, I finally tasted his craftsmanship today, what Brother Bao said was really wrong, his cooking skills are superb, and he really worked hard today."

"Wei Xue, his cooking skills are quite good, and he can definitely be called a kitchen god." And Hugo Hua is also a super-rich man, and he is not too interested in those awards, and there is no need to delay the time to receive the award, anyway, I wrote a big story to make money, but also to win awards.

"It should be that you respect the little family, today's dishes are not coming out quickly, so the little family has waited for so long, it really should be." And whether there is a chance to give Hugohua an award, this is the honor of the organizing committee, as for wanting Hugohua to receive the award in person, it is possible, the organizing committee is simply a daydream.

Wei Xuehua said very politely. "Hahaha!" Others know that he Lin Qingxia can live for a long time, but Hugohua still knows that he has lived a hundred and one years old, if there is no system, Hugohua has no confidence to survive me.